novelaction #271 - It's exciting to run
#271 - It's exciting to run
Chapter 270: Running Away is Really Exciting
The sudden outburst of the two brushes within the Golden Shears was beyond Zhang Chen's expectations.
Along with the outburst of the two brushes, Zhang Chen saw hope in his eyes, but the main function of these two brushes was to break through various defenses and restrictive spells. Were the mouthparts of the congenital mosquitoes, similar to innate divine abilities and possessing the characteristics of mysterious treasures, within the scope of being broken by the two brushes? Could they break through the hardness of that mouthpart?
A hint of anticipation appeared in Zhang Chen's eyes, filled with a trace of doubt.
However, in fact, the two brushes did give Zhang Chen enough surprises. As the two brushes brushed back and forth at a high frequency, the aura on the mouthpart changed inexplicably.
By the eighth breath, the two brushes retracted, and at the same time, the scissors slashed down fiercely.
Then, in Zhang Chen's shocked gaze, although the speed of the scissors was very slow, they firmly and unswervingly cut down, penetrating into the mouthpart.
Ninth breath, it cut into it.
The congenital mosquito's originally smug smile stopped, and the mocking words turned into a shrill scream: "No! Stop, you villain!"
Unfortunately, it was too late. Even if he burned his origin and ignited his soul, it was too late.
At the tenth breath, there was a cracking sound, and then the pitch-black mouthpart fell off, directly caught by Zhang Chen and held in his hand.
The Golden Shears retracted into the mana Qinglian. Zhang Chen looked at the congenital mosquito's mouthpart in his hand, his eyes full of disbelief. He had actually accomplished it?
Completed this incredible thing?
The mouthpart of the congenital mosquito was very strange, like jade in texture. Touching it felt like an object, but not quite, as if it were a ball of air.
Most importantly, a ball of black light fell from the congenital mosquito's body. Finally, a skill dropped!
"That is… a skill!" Zhang Chen was overjoyed. He never expected that a skill would drop at this time?
The golden finger interface in front of Zhang Chen automatically refreshed:
【New skill detected, do you want to pick it up?】
"Pick it up!" Zhang Chen directly ordered.
Before he could check the golden finger interface, the congenital mosquito's roar was like thunder, booming in Zhang Chen's ears:
"You villain, I'll fight you! I'll fight you!"
The congenital mosquito twisted for a while, and his figure turned into a young humanoid monster. Although the other party was humanoid, he had a mosquito face. At this time, he roared angrily at Zhang Chen: "Give me back my mouthpart!"
The youth's aura was overwhelming, and he grabbed towards Zhang Chen from afar with a palm that sealed time and space, solidifying the heavens and the earth. Zhang Chen was like a fly embedded in amber, unable to resist, or even have the chance to activate his six-character mantra.
The gap between him and the other party was too great!
Seeing that Zhang Chen was about to be slapped to death again, fortunately, at the critical moment, the expression on the youth's face changed for a while, and the aura around his body converged, even the palm that was slapped out was withdrawn.
Then the youth looked at Zhang Chen with his eyes, his eyes full of surprise and disbelief: "I really didn't expect that you would actually do it."
"Black-robed monster?" Zhang Chen asked tentatively after hearing the other party speak.
"It's me, I have temporarily seized control of his body." The mosquito said.
"Didn't you burn your soul completely and have already been suppressed by the other party?" Zhang Chen asked tentatively.
"I know what you want to ask, but my foundation is not something this mosquito can compare to. I burned my origin, and logically speaking, after ten breaths, I should indeed fall into a deep sleep, but now because you cut off his mouthpart, causing him to lose his origin and suffer heavy damage, my suppression of him will naturally not be so laborious, allowing me to save some strength and extend the duration. The power of burning the origin still remains and has not completely dissipated, I can still hold on for a quarter of an hour. You must leave the Netherworld within a quarter of an hour, otherwise, when this mosquito masters the body, he will never let you go. Also, this mosquito has lost its mouthpart as a weapon to suppress me, but it can't do anything to me. As long as you hide the mouthpart well in the future and don't let this guy find it, without the blessing of the mouthpart, this guy will only be seized by me in the future."
Speaking of this, the black-robed monster looked at Zhang Chen and began to urge and exhort him: "So you should quickly leave the Netherworld. If it is not necessary in the future, never break in again. This is a world of death, not a place for you to come."
Zhang Chen was somewhat skeptical of the black-robed monster's words. He didn't trust anyone now.
"I can't leave yet, I want to obtain the sand, and I also want to obtain the alien wind to refine my supernatural powers. I can't leave until I achieve my goal." Zhang Chen replied.
The black-robed monster frowned upon hearing this, and then stretched out his palm. Before Zhang Chen could react, he had already grabbed Zhang Chen's neck and said: "Come with me!"
Then, the void in front of him twisted. After about thirty breaths, the black-robed monster stopped escaping in the center of the sea of blood, and then pointed to the sand under his feet and said:
"The thickness of the blood sea sand is a total of nine and nine feet. Every time a calamity breaks out, the death of all beings in the world forms a sand thickness of one foot and one inch. Since the beginning of this world, there have been a total of nine calamities. The one foot and one inch of red sand on the top is the ninth calamity, with the later creatures taking the lead. The red sand at the bottom is the first calamity, accumulated by the fall of countless congenital gods and demons."
Hearing this, Zhang Chen understood that the sand below was the oldest and most precious.
Then Zhang Chen squatted down and started digging without saying a word.
The blood sea sand was very heavy, so heavy that a grain of sand weighed several pounds, making it very difficult to dig.
The black-robed monster shook his head when he saw this: "If you dig like this, before you dig to that one foot and one inch of sand, the will of the congenital mosquito should recover. Let me help you!"
After speaking, he stomped lightly on the sand under his feet. The next moment, the red sand rolled, and the desert directly tore a crack.
Zhang Chen couldn't help being stunned when he looked down along the crack. The sand was divided into nine layers, each layer distinct.
Although the first eight layers were red, they could be recognized at a glance. The colors of these eight layers of sand were different shades, not the same color.
As for the bottom layer, it was a golden yellow, and the sand was like gold sand, shining with dazzling light.
"Don't stand there in a daze, hurry up and do it!" The black-robed monster urged from the side.
Zhang Chen hesitated slightly upon hearing this, fearing that this guy wanted to harm him.
Seeing Zhang Chen's hesitation and hesitation, how could the black-robed monster not know what this grandson was thinking? He was immediately so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged: "I still count on you to bring the mouthpart back to the Yang world, so as not to be found by this guy, so how could I harm you?"
Hearing this, Zhang Chen still refused to believe it, so Zhang Chen said to the black-robed monster: "You can just take the yellow sand from the bottom and give it to me, why bother me to do it myself so troublesome?"
The black-robed monster secretly called out that he was difficult to deal with, and then stretched out his palm. A cube of golden sand flew up from below, and then the black-robed monster didn't know what magic he used, and the cube of sand kept shrinking, turning into a grain of sand, and falling into the black-robed monster's hand.
"This golden sand weighs nine hundred and ninety-nine catties. I have already sealed it. When you want to use it to cultivate your techniques, remember to open it quietly in a deserted place." The riverbed healed beneath the black-robed figure's feet, and then he sent the sand into Zhang Chen's hands.
The sand felt weightless in Zhang Chen's hand, but he didn't dare to be careless. He carefully stowed it away and then looked eagerly at the black-robed figure: "I still need the strange wind. You mentioned the Yin Wind before…"
The black-robed figure was helpless. He had encountered a living burden. He could only grab Zhang Chen, and in the next moment, Zhang Chen felt the scenery around him blur. This time, the flight was long enough, lasting a full cup of tea's time. The two arrived at a large mountain covered in black rocks, barren and devoid of any vegetation.
In the mountain, there was a hole the size of a thumb, and a sound of sobbing came from the hole. Weak air currents stirred within it.
"I didn't expect that there would still be a Yin Wind spring eye in this world that still stubbornly persists, not yet losing its divine power." The black-robed figure looked at the hole and then said to Zhang Chen:
"The Yin Wind that blows out of this spring eye is what you need to collect quickly."
Zhang Chen scratched his head upon hearing this: "But cultivating supernatural powers isn't something that can be accomplished in a short time, is it? This is a bit of a tall order. Even if you give me ten or eight days, I still won't be able to cultivate it."
The black-robed figure frowned upon hearing this, and then stared straight at Zhang Chen with his eyes, making Zhang Chen's spirit tense. Facing this kind of old monster, he didn't dare to be careless in the slightest.
Just as countless distracting thoughts flashed through Zhang Chen's mind, the black-robed man opposite him pointed at Zhang Chen, and in the next moment, a small bag flew out of Zhang Chen's arms and landed in the black-robed man's hand.
It was the Wind Pouch that Zhang Chen had obtained from the first heaven of the spiritual world.
The black-robed man looked at the Wind Pouch in his hand, a trace of reminiscence appearing in his eyes: "I didn't expect this treasure to fall into your hands. It's a pity that it's already damaged and has lost its power."
"You can recognize the origin of this treasure?" Zhang Chen immediately perked up, wanting to learn the truth about the destruction of the Buddhist sect in the spiritual world through the black-robed man.
Unfortunately, the black-robed man didn't respond to Zhang Chen's words. Instead, he formed a hand seal and placed it at the hole at the bottom of the Wind Pouch, directly blocking the hole.
Then, the black-robed man silently chanted a spell. Immediately, the Wind Pouch seemed to come alive, directly expanding. The entrance emitted a powerful suction force, constantly absorbing the Yin Wind emanating from the wind eye. Only when the entire Wind Pouch was bulging and full did the black-robed man take the rope and ribbon to tie up the wind eye. He examined it in his hand for a good while before casually throwing it to Zhang Chen: "This Wind Pouch can barely last for a while after my spellcasting. I have already collected the Yin Wind into the bag, but it can only be stored for a month. Remember to use up all the Yin Wind in the Wind Pouch within a month, otherwise the spell will fail after a month, and the wind inside will escape from the Wind Pouch. Don't blame me if you can't cultivate the incantation by then."
After saying these words, the black-robed man threw the Wind Pouch into Zhang Chen's arms. Zhang Chen quickly caught the bulging Wind Pouch and carefully put it away.
"Now that you have achieved your goal, hurry up and leave! I don't have much time left." The black-robed monster urged anxiously again.
Zhang Chen heard this and looked at the black-robed monster with a hint of suspicion in the depths of his eyes. The black-robed monster was in such a hurry to urge him to leave. Could there be something fishy going on?
Zhang Chen's heart was filled with suspicion at this time, fearing that this guy was fooling him, but now that his main purpose had been achieved, there was no need to stay here.
"Let's meet again if fate allows." Zhang Chen replied.
Upon seeing this, the black-robed monster grabbed Zhang Chen, transformed into a black wind and flew away, arriving again at the shore of the Wangchuan River. Then, he boarded the small boat and sent Zhang Chen to the spring eye of the Wangchuan River before stopping the rowing of the small boat:
"The spring eye is below. Go back! Remember, you must keep the mouthparts of that congenital mosquito safe and sound. Don't let anyone see it, lest you cause trouble." The black-robed man pointed to the surface of the Wangchuan River and repeatedly exhorted Zhang Chen.
Zhang Chen nodded upon hearing this, and then transformed into Wangchuan River water and dived down.
Watching Zhang Chen transform into Wangchuan River water and dive into the water to leave, the black-robed man's eyes flashed, and the entire small boat disappeared from the surface of the water along with him.
Let's say that Zhang Chen returned all the way, returning to his own Nine Bend Yellow River Great Array, and then breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear: "How dangerous! It's really too dangerous! This time, I almost capsized and couldn't come back. Too dangerous!"
Zhang Chen patted his chest with lingering fear, feeling that he was too arrogant. Before, because he had obtained some skills, he always felt that he had the ability, and that the world was vast and he could go anywhere, but who knew that he would encounter such a dangerous thing?
Zhang Chen sat cross-legged on the ground, constantly summarizing the gains and losses, a trace of horror appearing in his eyes. This time, he was really only one step away from death.
No, he had already stepped into the gates of hell. At the critical moment, he relied on the black-robed monster's original skills to forcefully pull himself back.
To be honest, the taste of being on the verge of death was definitely not good. Zhang Chen didn't want to feel it a second time.
"Keep a low profile! I must keep a low profile in the future! I must never go to dangerous places casually. This time, I almost died there. If I die again, exceeding the limit of my lifespan, I'm afraid that even if I have the art of resurrection, I won't be able to escape the calamity. What level of monster is that congenital mosquito? Truly terrifying." Zhang Chen constantly warned himself in his heart that life is very precious and must be carefully preserved and cherished.
I will never take risks again!
These good days have just begun, and I haven't enjoyed my beautiful life yet. With my ability, I will have endless wealth and glory in the future. Isn't it good to live? Why rush to be greedy for success and take risks?
For example, this Combining Sand Technique, will I not be able to live if I don't cultivate it? Can't I just play happily in the world? There's no need to take risks, is there?
He was still because of the constant surge in strength, misjudging his own ability, and his whole person began to feel a little floaty.
"This time's incident can also be regarded as sounding an alarm." Zhang Chen muttered to himself: Too dangerous!
A person only has one life, and it must be well preserved, cherished and valued.
"I only have four years of life left now. It seems that I must get that tree coffin. If I can't get the tree coffin of the Evergreen Tree, I'm afraid I'm going to die." Zhang Chen couldn't help but feel a headache when he thought of this.
The Evergreen Tree is being targeted by the officials of the entire court. This thing is extremely precious. How can it fall into my hands?
I don't know how many strong people are eyeing the Evergreen Tree Coffin. If I want to fish in troubled waters, I'm afraid I will have to take risks again, and I may lose my life.
"Why have I fallen to the point of risking my life now? Before, I was risking my life myself, but now I have to risk my life. If I don't risk my life, I will die." Zhang Chen's voice was full of bitterness. He was a little helpless because he didn't want to risk his life at all now.
However, the black-robed monster was anxiously urging me to leave. It seems that there is something fishy going on? Should I kill a carbine and go back to take a look?